[{"id":15611684,"name":"Dopesick","trackName":"Dopesick","artistName":"Hackle","albumName":"Wicker Men","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(This the Wickermen E.P) I feel so dopesick\nAll up in my stomach (M-M-MoundRich)\nFilled up with regret\nI need some Suboxone (3AM Gang)\n'Cause I feel so dope sick\nAll up in my stomach (Um, Buckshot, Hackle)\nH-H-H-Hauntaholics\nWicker Men, turn me up, baby!\nMoundRich, bitch\n\nI feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\nFilled up with regret (Regret)\nAll up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\nI need some Suboxone\n'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\nFilled up with regret (Regret)\nAll up in my stomach (MoundRich, bitch)\nI need some Suboxone\n\nStrung out to the backbone and bleeding from my damn nose\nBack against the wall and I'm shakin' on the floor boards\nWakin' up, eyes stuck, back of my head\nI-I-I can tell you how it feels to smoke it off of the foil\nI've been up, up in the night, burnin' through the midnight oil\nRest away and fall behind, I've seen my days turned into nights\nBitch, I'm sleepin' at the wheel, drivin' on the wrong side\nHow does it feel to be alive before I die? (MoundRich)\nSick of dope, dope sick and alone\nDoctor can you please, can you double up the dose?\nI swear to god, I can't feel the methadone\nSick as fuck, got a rattle, feel it in my bones\nCocaine, hot plate, crushed up, numb face\nI'm high as fuck, past the point of sedation\nI like crushing up and mixing my medication\nM box in a dollar bill, insufflation\nBetter place to be and a me to be released\nDirty life that I live and you know I'm tryna clean\nAcetone wash me, acetone wash me\nI've been tossin', I've been turnin', I wake up with twisted sheet\n\nH-H-H-Hauntaholics\nI feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\nFilled up with regret (Regret)\nAll up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\nI need some Suboxone\n'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\nFilled up with regret (Regret)\nAll up in my stomach\nI need some Suboxone\nMoundrich, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.23] (This the Wickermen E.P) I feel so dopesick\n[00:05.18] All up in my stomach (M-M-MoundRich)\n[00:08.95] Filled up with regret\n[00:12.24] I need some Suboxone (3AM Gang)\n[00:15.97] 'Cause I feel so dope sick\n[00:19.97] All up in my stomach (Um, Buckshot, Hackle)\n[00:25.25] H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n[00:27.06] Wicker Men, turn me up, baby!\n[00:29.67] MoundRich, bitch\n[00:30.75] I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[00:34.57] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[00:38.03] All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n[00:41.90] I need some Suboxone\n[00:45.33] 'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[00:49.36] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[00:52.75] All up in my stomach (MoundRich, bitch)\n[00:56.68] I need some Suboxone\n[00:58.73] Strung out to the backbone and bleeding from my damn nose\n[01:02.42] Back against the wall and I'm shakin' on the floor boards\n[01:06.15] Wakin' up, eyes stuck, back of my head\n[01:09.20] I-I-I can tell you how it feels to smoke it off of the foil\n[01:12.88] I've been up, up in the night, burnin' through the midnight oil\n[01:16.97] Rest away and fall behind, I've seen my days turned into nights\n[01:20.33] Bitch, I'm sleepin' at the wheel, drivin' on the wrong side\n[01:24.53] How does it feel to be alive before I die? (MoundRich)\n[01:28.83] Sick of dope, dope sick and alone\n[01:32.11] Doctor can you please, can you double up the dose?\n[01:36.09] I swear to god, I can't feel the methadone\n[01:39.22] Sick as fuck, got a rattle, feel it in my bones\n[01:43.34] Cocaine, hot plate, crushed up, numb face\n[01:47.18] I'm high as fuck, past the point of sedation\n[01:50.36] I like crushing up and mixing my medication\n[01:54.03] M box in a dollar bill, insufflation\n[01:57.63] Better place to be and a me to be released\n[02:01.08] Dirty life that I live and you know I'm tryna clean\n[02:04.90] Acetone wash me, acetone wash me\n[02:08.51] I've been tossin', I've been turnin', I wake up with twisted sheet\n[02:13.33] H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n[02:14.67] I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[02:18.06] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[02:21.69] All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n[02:25.03] I need some Suboxone\n[02:28.99] 'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[02:32.79] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[02:36.56] All up in my stomach\n[02:40.14] I need some Suboxone\n[02:42.13] Moundrich, bitch\n[02:43.85] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dopesick\n artist: Hackle\n album: Wicker Men\n duration_ms: 166000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (This the Wickermen E.P) I feel so dopesick\n start_ms: 230\n end_ms: 5180\n- text: All up in my stomach (M-M-MoundRich)\n start_ms: 5180\n end_ms: 8950\n- text: Filled up with regret\n start_ms: 8950\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: I need some Suboxone (3AM Gang)\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15970\n- text: '''Cause I feel so dope sick'\n start_ms: 15970\n end_ms: 19970\n- text: All up in my stomach (Um, Buckshot, Hackle)\n start_ms: 19970\n end_ms: 25250\n- text: H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n start_ms: 25250\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Wicker Men, turn me up, baby!\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29670\n- text: MoundRich, bitch\n start_ms: 29670\n end_ms: 30750\n- text: I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n start_ms: 30750\n end_ms: 34570\n- text: Filled up with regret (Regret)\n start_ms: 34570\n end_ms: 38030\n- text: All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n start_ms: 38030\n end_ms: 41900\n- text: I need some Suboxone\n start_ms: 41900\n end_ms: 45330\n- text: '''Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)'\n start_ms: 45330\n end_ms: 49360\n- text: Filled up with regret (Regret)\n start_ms: 49360\n end_ms: 52750\n- text: All up in my stomach (MoundRich, bitch)\n start_ms: 52750\n end_ms: 56680\n- text: I need some Suboxone\n start_ms: 56680\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Strung out to the backbone and bleeding from my damn nose\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 62420\n- text: Back against the wall and I'm shakin' on the floor boards\n start_ms: 62420\n end_ms: 66150\n- text: Wakin' up, eyes stuck, back of my head\n start_ms: 66150\n end_ms: 69200\n- text: I-I-I can tell you how it feels to smoke it off of the foil\n start_ms: 69200\n end_ms: 72880\n- text: I've been up, up in the night, burnin' through the midnight oil\n start_ms: 72880\n end_ms: 76970\n- text: Rest away and fall behind, I've seen my days turned into nights\n start_ms: 76970\n end_ms: 80330\n- text: Bitch, I'm sleepin' at the wheel, drivin' on the wrong side\n start_ms: 80330\n end_ms: 84530\n- text: How does it feel to be alive before I die? 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(MoundRich)\nSick of dope, dope sick and alone\nDoctor can you please, can you double up the dose?\nI swear to god, I can't feel the methadone\nSick as fuck, got a rattle, feel it in my bones\nCocaine, hot plate, crushed up, numb face\nI'm high as fuck, past the point of sedation\nI like crushing up and mixing my medication\nM box in a dollar bill, insufflation\nBetter place to be and a me to be released\nDirty life that I live and you know I'm tryna clean\nAcetone wash me, acetone wash me\nI've been tossin', I've been turnin', I wake up with twisted sheet\n\nH-H-H-Hauntaholics\nI feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\nFilled up with regret (Regret)\nAll up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\nI need some Suboxone\n'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\nFilled up with regret (Regret)\nAll up in my stomach\nI need some Suboxone\nMoundrich, bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.23] (This the Wickermen E.P) I feel so dopesick\n[00:05.18] All up in my stomach (M-M-MoundRich)\n[00:08.95] Filled up with regret\n[00:12.24] I need some Suboxone (3AM Gang)\n[00:15.97] 'Cause I feel so dope sick\n[00:19.97] All up in my stomach (Um, Buckshot, Hackle)\n[00:25.25] H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n[00:27.06] Wicker Men, turn me up, baby!\n[00:29.67] MoundRich, bitch\n[00:30.75] I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[00:34.57] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[00:38.03] All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n[00:41.90] I need some Suboxone\n[00:45.33] 'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[00:49.36] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[00:52.75] All up in my stomach (MoundRich, bitch)\n[00:56.68] I need some Suboxone\n[00:58.73] Strung out to the backbone and bleeding from my damn nose\n[01:02.42] Back against the wall and I'm shakin' on the floor boards\n[01:06.15] Wakin' up, eyes stuck, back of my head\n[01:09.20] I-I-I can tell you how it feels to smoke it off of the foil\n[01:12.88] I've been up, up in the night, burnin' through the midnight oil\n[01:16.97] Rest away and fall behind, I've seen my days turned into nights\n[01:20.33] Bitch, I'm sleepin' at the wheel, drivin' on the wrong side\n[01:24.53] How does it feel to be alive before I die? (MoundRich)\n[01:28.83] Sick of dope, dope sick and alone\n[01:32.11] Doctor can you please, can you double up the dose?\n[01:36.09] I swear to god, I can't feel the methadone\n[01:39.22] Sick as fuck, got a rattle, feel it in my bones\n[01:43.34] Cocaine, hot plate, crushed up, numb face\n[01:47.18] I'm high as fuck, past the point of sedation\n[01:50.36] I like crushing up and mixing my medication\n[01:54.03] M box in a dollar bill, insufflation\n[01:57.63] Better place to be and a me to be released\n[02:01.08] Dirty life that I live and you know I'm tryna clean\n[02:04.90] Acetone wash me, acetone wash me\n[02:08.51] I've been tossin', I've been turnin', I wake up with twisted sheet\n[02:13.33] H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n[02:14.67] I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[02:18.06] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[02:21.69] All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n[02:25.03] I need some Suboxone\n[02:28.99] 'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n[02:32.79] Filled up with regret (Regret)\n[02:36.56] All up in my stomach\n[02:40.14] I need some Suboxone\n[02:42.13] Moundrich, bitch\n[02:43.85] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dopesick\n artist: Hackle\n album: Wicker Men - EP\n duration_ms: 166000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (This the Wickermen E.P) I feel so dopesick\n start_ms: 230\n end_ms: 5180\n- text: All up in my stomach (M-M-MoundRich)\n start_ms: 5180\n end_ms: 8950\n- text: Filled up with regret\n start_ms: 8950\n end_ms: 12240\n- text: I need some Suboxone (3AM Gang)\n start_ms: 12240\n end_ms: 15970\n- text: '''Cause I feel so dope sick'\n start_ms: 15970\n end_ms: 19970\n- text: All up in my stomach (Um, Buckshot, Hackle)\n start_ms: 19970\n end_ms: 25250\n- text: H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n start_ms: 25250\n end_ms: 27060\n- text: Wicker Men, turn me up, baby!\n start_ms: 27060\n end_ms: 29670\n- text: MoundRich, bitch\n start_ms: 29670\n end_ms: 30750\n- text: I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n start_ms: 30750\n end_ms: 34570\n- text: Filled up with regret (Regret)\n start_ms: 34570\n end_ms: 38030\n- text: All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n start_ms: 38030\n end_ms: 41900\n- text: I need some Suboxone\n start_ms: 41900\n end_ms: 45330\n- text: '''Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)'\n start_ms: 45330\n end_ms: 49360\n- text: Filled up with regret (Regret)\n start_ms: 49360\n end_ms: 52750\n- text: All up in my stomach (MoundRich, bitch)\n start_ms: 52750\n end_ms: 56680\n- text: I need some Suboxone\n start_ms: 56680\n end_ms: 58730\n- text: Strung out to the backbone and bleeding from my damn nose\n start_ms: 58730\n end_ms: 62420\n- text: Back against the wall and I'm shakin' on the floor boards\n start_ms: 62420\n end_ms: 66150\n- text: Wakin' up, eyes stuck, back of my head\n start_ms: 66150\n end_ms: 69200\n- text: I-I-I can tell you how it feels to smoke it off of the foil\n start_ms: 69200\n end_ms: 72880\n- text: I've been up, up in the night, burnin' through the midnight oil\n start_ms: 72880\n end_ms: 76970\n- text: Rest away and fall behind, I've seen my days turned into nights\n start_ms: 76970\n end_ms: 80330\n- text: Bitch, I'm sleepin' at the wheel, drivin' on the wrong side\n start_ms: 80330\n end_ms: 84530\n- text: How does it feel to be alive before I die? (MoundRich)\n start_ms: 84530\n end_ms: 88830\n- text: Sick of dope, dope sick and alone\n start_ms: 88830\n end_ms: 92110\n- text: Doctor can you please, can you double up the dose?\n start_ms: 92110\n end_ms: 96090\n- text: I swear to god, I can't feel the methadone\n start_ms: 96090\n end_ms: 99220\n- text: Sick as fuck, got a rattle, feel it in my bones\n start_ms: 99220\n end_ms: 103340\n- text: Cocaine, hot plate, crushed up, numb face\n start_ms: 103340\n end_ms: 107180\n- text: I'm high as fuck, past the point of sedation\n start_ms: 107180\n end_ms: 110360\n- text: I like crushing up and mixing my medication\n start_ms: 110360\n end_ms: 114030\n- text: M box in a dollar bill, insufflation\n start_ms: 114030\n end_ms: 117630\n- text: Better place to be and a me to be released\n start_ms: 117630\n end_ms: 121080\n- text: Dirty life that I live and you know I'm tryna clean\n start_ms: 121080\n end_ms: 124900\n- text: Acetone wash me, acetone wash me\n start_ms: 124900\n end_ms: 128510\n- text: I've been tossin', I've been turnin', I wake up with twisted sheet\n start_ms: 128510\n end_ms: 133330\n- text: H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n start_ms: 133330\n end_ms: 134670\n- text: I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n start_ms: 134670\n end_ms: 138060\n- text: Filled up with regret (Regret)\n start_ms: 138060\n end_ms: 141690\n- text: All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n start_ms: 141690\n end_ms: 145030\n- text: I need some Suboxone\n start_ms: 145030\n end_ms: 148990\n- text: '''Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)'\n start_ms: 148990\n end_ms: 152790\n- text: Filled up with regret (Regret)\n start_ms: 152790\n end_ms: 156560\n- text: All up in my stomach\n start_ms: 156560\n end_ms: 160140\n- text: I need some Suboxone\n start_ms: 160140\n end_ms: 162130\n- text: Moundrich, bitch\n start_ms: 162130\n end_ms: 163850\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 163850\nplain: |-\n (This the Wickermen E.P) I feel so dopesick\n All up in my stomach (M-M-MoundRich)\n Filled up with regret\n I need some Suboxone (3AM Gang)\n 'Cause I feel so dope sick\n All up in my stomach (Um, Buckshot, Hackle)\n H-H-H-Hauntaholics\n Wicker Men, turn me up, baby!\n MoundRich, bitch\n\n I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n Filled up with regret (Regret)\n All up-All up in my stomach (My stomach)\n I need some Suboxone\n 'Cause I feel so dope sick (Dope sick)\n Filled up with regret (Regret)\n All up in my stomach (MoundRich, bitch)\n I need some Suboxone\n\n Strung out to the backbone and bleeding from my damn nose\n Back against the wall and I'm shakin' on the floor boards\n Wakin' up, eyes stuck, back of my head\n I-I-I can tell you how it feels to smoke it off of the foil\n I've been up, up in the night, burnin' through the midnight oil\n Rest away and fall behind, I've seen my days turned into nights\n Bitch, I'm sleepin' at the wheel, drivin' on the wrong side\n How does it feel to be alive before I die? 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